Tong Wen's fall to win the championship is so cool, I am very excited to watch, update it in advance to celebrate, long live China!

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Mo Lin warmed up and ran around the clearing.

After two days of exercise, Mo Lin has gradually figured out the trick of running. He combines his breath with the movement of his body, inhaling and exhaling air rhythmically. Because the body's movements and breathing are in sync, it greatly relieves the consumption of physical strength.

Zhu Pingman was eating meatloaf and drinking wine, and his eyes followed Mo Lin all the time. Seeing that Mo Lin began to consciously control the rhythm of his breathing, Zhu Pingman couldn't help but bow his head slightly, expressing satisfaction with his understanding.

Mo Lin ran harder and harder, and before he knew it, he had run more than thirty laps, and there seemed to be strength in his body.

According to the previous physical condition, the amount of exercise now has exceeded Mo Lin's limit. But now not only is he not out of strength, but his steps are still strong. Mo Lin obviously realized this, and his heart was overjoyed.

"Idiot......" Zhu Ping muttered a sentence and swallowed the meatloaf in his hand into his stomach.

Before his words fell, Mo Lin suddenly weakened his feet and fell to the ground.

"How?" Mo Lin fell suddenly, without any sense of self-protection, and his left arm broke a piece of skin, which was very painful.

"Didn't I tell you to be focused when running! You're thinking about something else, and you can't keep your breathing rhythm when you're distracted, so it's no wonder if you don't fall. Zhu Pingman appeared behind Mo Lin and kicked him in the ass.

Mo Lin hurriedly got up and said apologetically: "It was my mistake." ”

"If you know it's wrong, you don't keep running." Zhu Ping roared, and the frightened Mo Lin hurriedly started running again.

With Zhu Pingman by his side to supervise and remind, this time Mo Lin was very serious. He sometimes flies, sometimes strolls leisurely, and the rhythm of his breathing changes with his footwork.

"It's time to rest for a while." Mo Lin ran dozens of laps, and Zhu Pingman beckoned him to stop and rest.

"Grandpa, I've seen a lot of ink artists who can fly on the wall and even split the rocks, how do they do it?" Mo Lin sat down next to Zhu Pingman and asked a question that he had long wanted to know the answer to.

"As long as you cultivate spiritual energy, anyone can do it." Zhu commented on the road.

"What is psionic energy?" It wasn't the first time Mo Lin had heard this word, he had heard Luo Qianqian talk about the need for ink masters to cultivate spiritual energy. But what the specific thing is Lingneng, Luo Qianqian can't say clearly, and Mo Lin has no way of knowing.

"Psionic energy is not a thing, or rather, it is not a substance." Zhu Pingman took a sip of wine.

Mo Lin's eyes widened, his face was full of confusion, he didn't understand Zhu Pingman's words.

Zhu Pingman suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed it on Mo Lin's waist and said, "Spiritual energy was born here." ”

It was the position of the triangular bone at the bottom of Mo Lin's spine, and he felt a little faintly sore when Zhu Pingman pressed it like this.

Mo Lin asked suspiciously: "How did the spiritual energy come about, why did I never feel it?" ”

"When you were an embryo in your mother's womb, psionic energy was created." Zhu Ping said slowly, this time his surprisingly serious expression and tone, and he didn't drink.

"When everyone is still an embryo, they are connected to the cosmic energy of the Heavens. It was at that time that psionic energy came from the universe, from the top of the head into the body, down the spine, and finally hid at the base of the spine. ”

"So amazing?" Mo Lin had never heard of this.

"Only those who concentrate on cultivation can feel the existence of spiritual energy and control spiritual energy through cultivation." Zhu commented on the mantra, "Kundalini is generally in a latent state, and for ordinary people, spiritual energy only exists, but it is difficult to detect it. Only trained warriors can awaken psionic energy. After awakening the spiritual energy, the martial artist can cultivate the spiritual energy to rise along the central channel, cross the phantom sea, and go to the Sahasrara at the top of the central channel, so that the spiritual energy can be awakened and combined with the heavens, reaching the realm of self-consciousness and achieving martial arts. ”

In the last few sentences, Zhu Pingman did not look ordinary and slightly drunk at all, but carefully considered every sentence with a solemn expression. Although his sloppy appearance and expression and tone did not match at all, which greatly reduced the effect, Mo Lin could still feel the change in Zhu Pingman's attitude, and knew that what he was talking about must be a very mysterious cultivation method.

"What are the central channels and the crown chakra?" Through Zhu Pingman's narration, Mo Lin probably has an abstract picture in his mind, but he still doesn't understand some of the terms.

"When a person is born, there are 72,000 veins in his body, and three of them are the most important, the white left moon vein, the red right sun vein, and the light blue middle vein. These three veins are as empty as plantains, straight as arrow shafts, red as yellow pills, and bright as strong fire, which are the foundation of human cultivation. ”

Zhu Ping talked eloquently, explaining the incomprehension for Mo Lin.

"Among the three chakras, the central channel is the most important, and above the central channel, there are seven chakra points from the bottom to the top, which are the root chakra, the abdominal chakra, the navel chakra, the heart chakra, the throat chakra, the agnya and the crown chakra. These chakras are the import and export of psionic energy, as well as the energy centers where psionic energy is stored. When the warriors move towards the state of self-realization, they are seven difficult levels to cross. ”

Mo Lin's mind slowly formed a picture with Zhu Pingman's explanation: a person sitting cross-legged on the ground, with three veins in the center of his body that connect from the top of his head to the base of his spine. The white left side and the red right side face each other, with a light blue central channel in the center, and seven chakras above the middle channel.

It's a pity that Mo Lin can't feel the existence of these veins and chakras in his body.

"Do you understand?" Zhu Pingman asked Mo Lindao.

Mo Lin nodded: "I probably understand." ”

"These things are very profound, you are still young, but you don't need to swallow dates all at once, I will naturally explain it to you when you need it in the future. The most important thing for you right now is to awaken the spiritual energy in your body. Zhu commented on the road.

"How long will it take for me to awaken my psionic powers?" Mo Lin seemed to have seen the appearance of his opening of the mountain and gravel, and asked eagerly.

"Smack", Zhu Pingman waved his hand and slapped Mo Lin's buttocks.

"Stinky boy, it's too early to awaken the psionic energy, keep running for me." Zhu Pingman said and made up for it.

Mo Lin ran up obediently, and the words that Zhu Pingman had just said echoed in his mind. What he said was unheard of by Mo Lin, as if a vast and wonderful world had opened up in front of Mo Lin. This world leads to martial arts, and it also leads to Mo Lin's dream, which is full of great temptation for him.